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Saturday, May 31, 2014

In her Loveswept debut, Sidney Halston turns up the heat as a sexy cage fighter shows a former bookworm how delicious a few rounds between the sheets can be.

For Chrissy Martin, returning to her Florida hometown always seems to bring bad luck. The day starts with a breakup text, followed by a jailhouse phone call from her troublemaker brother. Now a routine traffic stop has ended with her accidentally punching an officer . . . in a delicate place. Then Chrissy realizes that the hot cop on the receiving end of her right hook is none other than the man from her teenage fantasies.

Jack Daniels knows how to take a hit. After all, when he’s not chasing reckless drivers, he’s kicking ass in a mixed martial arts ring. So what takes his breath away isn’t the low blow, but the woman who dealt it: a gorgeous knockout with legs Jack wouldn’t mind being pinned under—who just so happens to be his best friend’s nerdy little sister, all grown up. Soon their instant chemistry leads to a sizzling affair, but Jack and Chrissy are fighting an uphill battle if they want to make love last beyond the final bell.

“Christ, had he always been so…so…there are no proper words. Male! That’s the word! I can’t believe I punched him in the nuts. How humiliating!” Chrissy gave herself a self-deprecating thump to her forehead. “Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.”

Growing up, Chrissy had always had a crush on Jack but his jerkiness overshadowed the crush. In fact, it crushed the crush. Every time she found herself swooning over Jack, and she had swooned often, he’d do something to remind her of what an ass he really was.

Slade always ignored her and pushed her away. But, whereas her brother completely overlooked her, Jack never did. He was always the one that brought her straight back home when she snuck into one of their backyard cage fights. He’d always scolded her when she did something he considered to be reckless, like joining the girl’s basketball team. He’d say: “You’re gonna to get hurt Chris. You’re a munchkin. What do you know about basketball?” Or, like that one time, senior year of high school, when she had wanted to go to a party hosted by the head cheerleader. The plan had been to sneak out of the house after her father went to bed. Her best friend Veronica had lent her a dress and helped her with her hair and make-up. Chrissy even decided against glasses that night, it didn’t matter that she couldn’t see two-feet in front of her. She had been so excited. It was a cool kids party and she and Veronica were going to flirt with Roger and Nick, some wrestlers on the varsity team. She was sure Roger would finally notice her; she was, after all, wearing a tiny denim skirt. That night she had planned to indulge in her first kiss and Roger was the target. As soon as they arrived to the party, they noticed the crowd cheering around a table where a game of beer-pong was underway. The crowd was chanting around none other than Slade and Jack.

After gulping down a big red cup of beer, Slade and Jack glanced sideways and saw Chrissy. Both guys glared at her. Slade rolled his eyes, annoyed, and said something along the lines of, “go home.” She had shook her head and stomped her feet. Yes, stomped her feet. Just like a toddler. Jack didn’t even bother to talk; he grabbed her by the wrist, dragged her into his car and drove her home, all the while lecturing her on why she shouldn’t and couldn’t be at the party. The excuses mostly entailed: cramping their style while they tried to get laid. The worse part had been that Veronica, her best friend of six years, had completely stopped talking to her after that night. Lots had changed since.

She wasn’t the same naïve and defenseless little girl any longer. She was a woman. A woman who’d been through a lot. She had lived in the worst parts of the world and survived. She’d been through hell and back in her personal life and survived. That stupid love-struck teenager was gone and now every time Jack gave her one of those panty-dropping dimpled-smiles, she’d remember how mean he had been to her growing up and how he ruined her relationship with her best friend. How he never saw her as anything other than Prissy Chrissy, a dorky little sister in need of a protective big brother. How he had stifled her and never let her do what she wanted. But she had managed just fine for the last decade and she didn’t need a man to watch over her like that now. If Jack or Slade thought they could swoop in after eleven years and push her around like they used to, they were totally mistaken.

I am woman hear me roar! Roar!

She had riled herself up into a fit of anger, and only snapped back to reality as they approached her house. “He’s an ass. Keep chanting that to yourself Christine. Don’t let the gorgeous looks confuse you. Ass. Ass. Ass…”

God, she wanted to see that ass.

Naked.

In her bed.

No, wait! That’s not right.

A few moments later she pulled into her driveway and he pulled into his.

“Were you talking to yourself?” he hollered from across the lawn, as she got out of the car.

“Huh?”

“I couldn’t see too well since it’s dark out, but I thought I saw you talking to yourself from my rearview mirror. You’re animated when you talk, and you were flaying your hands around, like you were having a conversation with someone.”

She laughed, a little hysterical. Humiliation seemed to be the theme of the day. “Just singing. I sing sometimes,” she lied.

This book was like a breath of fresh air, not entirely what I expected from an MMA read.

It begins with one of the funniest opening chapters I’ve ever read and I was hooked, I immediately loved Chrissy & Jack.

Chrissy is in town to save her brother Slade’s ass (again) he’s been arrested for fighting and despite being three years older than Chrissy and a professional MMA fighter, she carries a lot of guilt and responsibility after the death of their father so will do anything to keep Slade on side, even if it’s to her own detriment. She’s a doctor and has an desire to help & care for people but has her own demons and to watch her to try to reign in these two full on alpha males was so funny.

Jack is Slade’s best friend and grew up with them both, he’s surprised at how much Chrissy has changed, he’s a hot, sexy, badass cop and fights MMA as a hobby, he makes it his mission to look out for Chrissy whilst she tries to wade into Slades business and the results are hysterical, I was literally laughing out loud as they interacted and throw in a quarter pit bull Chihuahua called Drogo and I was done for!

I devoured this book in one greedy sitting, it has serious undertones but for me it was a funny, sexy, fresh easy read, a little predictable and the angst that was portrayed didn’t jump off the page to me, there was one teeny weeny heart stopping moment that had me sucking in my breath & thinking NO WAY (you’ll know it when you get to it) but you’ll have to read it to find out if this trio find their way to their own happy ever afters!

Sidney Halston lives her life by one simple rule: “The secret of getting ahead is getting started” (Mark Twain). Or even simpler: “Just do it” (Nike). And that’s exactly what she did. At the age of thirty, having never written anything other than a legal brief, she picked up a pen for the first time to pursue her dream of becoming an author. That first stroke sealed the deal, and she fell in love with writing. Sidney lives in South Florida with her husband and children.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Anything, including ask Ian Kerr for help. I don’t know much about him, except that he has more money than some small countries. And he’s willing to spend it on me. Just one catch: there’s a string attached, and not just the one I feel pulling me into his arms and his bed. There’s also the plan for revenge he wants my help with.

Every time he says my name, it makes my body shiver and my heart stutter. I know he’s going to wreck me, know there won’t be anything left of me but lust and sensation by the time he’s done with me, but even though I can see the heartbreak coming towards me like a train, ready to crash into me, I can’t get out of the way. I want what he makes me feel. Want what he’s offering.

This may have started out as something to save my mother, but now…now it’s about what he makes me feel. I’m in danger of losing everything that’s important. Worse? Ian's whispered words and hot caresses are making me believe that's okay.

“Bad morning?”

The question comes from a rich deep voice to my right. Some stupid actor, probably. The notes of his voice are perfectly modulated as if he spent years perfecting the tone and depth to reach the biggest audience.

“Yeah, what’s it to you?” I challenge because I’m not in the mood to be chatted up by some wannabe in an off, off Broadway production who wants to try out some new lines on a messenger girl.

My sneering gaze melts right off my face when it lands on the owner of the voice. Dark haired and dark eyed, the stranger gives me a slow smile as I take him in. He’s tall, much taller than my five foot four inch frame. I have to trek upward to see the entire package.

And there’s so much to appreciate from his trim waist to the wide shoulders encased in a gray wool suit coat that fits him so well I wonder if he was sewn into it. Tiny stitches on the lapel mark it’s expensive provenance. A dark tanned neck gives way to a firm chin and lush lips.

Bee stung is the description that I’ve heard used to describe the same look on super models. Those lips are about the only soft thing on his face. Those lips and a hollow on the side of his face that appears when those plush lips curve upward. The divot is too shallow and wide to be termed a dimple, but it’s just as devastating.

One hand is stuck in a pocket and his jacket is pushed behind the hand to reveal a flat stomach. No desk paunch on this guy. There’s an intense sexual aura about him. The nonchalant stance, the dark gaze, the lush lips are all an invitation to rip the buttons of his snowy white shirt apart and see exactly what lies underneath all of those fabrics.

I stick a thumb under my jaw under the guise of giving my chin a scratch just to make sure my mouth is closed. This guy? He can practice lines with me all he wants.

“What makes you think I’ll be done with you?” He says and he moves my hands upward until they meet in an arch above my head and he can grip my wrists in one big fist. Free, his left hand slides down my arm, leaving a trail of goose bumps in his wake. His mouth is on my chin, my jaw, and then my neck. He’s tasting me, pressing the flat of his tongue against my racing pulse. “Maybe I’ll never be done with you and your solid gold pussy.” At the last word, he closes his mouth over that pulse point and sucks hard. The only thing holding me up is his hand around my wrist. He pumps his thigh against me and an involuntary moan escapes my lips.
“I don’t care,” I manage to choke out this obvious lie because my body cares a lot. “I’m not a toy. You don’t get to put me in Barbie’s expensive town home and play with me until you’re bored. I’m a fucking real person and my mom’s a real person. And we don’t need this shit right now.”
He doesn’t stop my diatribe but he doesn’t lift his mouth from my skin either. He’s sucking hard at the spot where my neck curves into my shoulder and his hand is under my ass, moving me backward and forward along his thigh. His other hand has worked its way under my shirt and is palming my breast, a large thumb rubbing my nipple. I realize my hands are free and that I’ve been holding them above my head while he rubs all over me. When I drop my hands to his shoulders I find I can’t push him anyway. Instead, I’m using his shoulders as leverage to grind down on his thigh.
The nerve endings of my sex are hyper sensitized and I swear I can feel every thread of his superfine wool pants. His leg moves, a tiny hitch, but it interrupts the rhythm and removes the pressure. “Don’t you stop,” I threaten him, all the heat in my tone has turned from anger to throaty desire.

“Shh, bunny, I got you.” He lifts me completely and spins me around. I have no option but to wrap my legs around him. A few quick steps and we’re in another bedroom with one giant bed and nothing much else. He tumbles me back onto the bed and then lowers himself on top of me, and there’s nothing in my field of vision but the hard planes of his face and the ruddy flush of desire on the high points of his cheekbones. He looks fierce and hungry.
Before I can capture another thought, his mouth is on mine and his hand is pushing aside the lace of my soaked panties. I’m moaning from both the feel of his thick tongue inside of my mouth and the sensation of one and then two of his fingers thrusting inside me. Sucking hard on his tongue, I lift my hips to grind against his hand.
His free hand spears my hair and tugs my head back as if he can’t get his tongue deep enough inside me. He tastes of spearmint and earthiness, of true desire. My whole body is alive and it’s straining toward him, toward completion. I brace my feet against the mattress, seeking more pressure. Breaking away from his mouth, I pant, “Harder. Fuck me harder with your fingers.”
I give him a quick once over. His suit is ruined. He never took even his coat off when he finger fucked me and I’m guessing the fragile wool wasn’t meant to be worn during any intense physical encounters. There are creases in the arms and shoulders were I clutched him and was that a … stain on his thigh. I ducked my head to hide my embarrassment. “You owe me a lot of explanations.”
“I’ll be here when you’re done. Come back and we'll talk.”
I give him an absent nod but it’s not sufficient of a response for him. He strides over and tips my head back. “I’m having this suit bronzed, you know.”
My cheeks heat because I know he’s referring to the mark in the wool made from my arousal. He leans down and gives me a hard kiss.
“Come back here tonight.” It’s a demand and not a question.

Victoria is swimming against the tide, her mum is fighting cancer again after beating the disease 3 years ago, without health insurance they’re still paying off past debts and are now going to be accruing more debt on top of that. With pressure from her mums doctor to better their housing situation. Along with her usual day job as a courier she takes on some dubious side jobs from her morally corrupt step brother Malcolm, needs must and she’d do anything for her mother!

Malcolms dubious deliveries has her crossing paths with Ian Kerr, a billionaire with a need for revenge, he’s loathe to use Victoria as a pawn in his game but eventually realises that’s the only way that Victoria will accept his help.

Ian Kerr is aaaall man, he’s a domineering Alpha and Victoria is helpless to resist, he ignites her like no other and the sex scenes are off the charts hot. There wasn’t really a time that I didn’t like him & by the end I was in lust uh love with him ;)

For me the underlying undertone for me in this story is vulnerability, Victorias mums illness, Victorias learning disability & her strive to survive & Ians past all make me want the best for these guys, my heart broke on more than one occasion and I just loved that Ian wanted to save everyone but some things are even out of a billionaires control!

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Bestselling author Jen Frederick lives with her husband, child, and one rambunctious dog. She's been reading stories all her life but never imagined writing one of her own. Jen loves to hear from readers so drop her a line at

Sunday, May 25, 2014

This special edition anthology will be available for a limited time from May 20th!***

From the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, Olivia Cunning…
One Starry Night...

In high school, Jake was the bad boy who made Michelle burn with desire, took what he wanted from her body, and broke her heart. In hindsight, Michelle never should have gotten tangled up with the aspiring guitarist in the first place. In high school, Devlin was a sweet, shy geek who’d had a crush on her, but when he’d found the courage to ask her to Prom, she’d turned him down flat. In hindsight, she should have worried more about the quality of the boy than her reputation with the popular crowd. But this isn’t high school anymore. At her ten year class reunion, Michelle finds her once popular crowd lacking, but finds both the man who broke her heart and the one she once rejected irresistibly sexy. She wants them. Both of them. And they want her any way—every way—they can have her. Can she resist either man? Does she even want to try?

From the New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards is heating things up with Boots Optional

A sexy new ménage novella which is the first book in a hot new series called Dead Heat Ranch. Grace Lambert is familiar with hard work, long days, and handsome cowboys. She’s been working for her family’s dude ranch since she was old enough to ride a horse and she’s not afraid to get her hands dirty. What she is afraid of is the heat that’s been generating between her and not one, but two sexy cowboys who’ve set their sights on her. And each other. Grant Kingsley and Lane Miller have both had their eyes on Gracie for years, but the feisty cowgirl has managed to keep them at bay. As far as they are concerned, cowboys don’t give up, and neither of them is ready to give up just yet. Not on her and not on the heat that transpires between the two of them. Find out what happens when the sultry Texas nights get as hot as the fierce Texas days.

From the New York Times bestselling authorCherrie Lynn gets it hot in here with SHAMELESS.

It's a vacation Meredith Taylor will never forget. A sunny beach, good friends and good times. But when she overhears a couple having a passionate interlude on the balcony above her one night, she can't get the man's sultry voice out of her mind. Especially when she figures out exactly who that man is...
Cameron Moore always had an eye on his best friend's little sister but considered her strictly off limits, choosing to satisfy his lust elsewhere. Now Meri seems to want to annihilate every wall Cam's put up against her. The beach is hot, the drinks are cold, Meredith is irresistible, and something has to give. Will it only be the walls between them, or their hearts as well?

From the New York Times Bestselling Author Kristen Proby brings you PLAYING WITH FIRE

A ménage novella. Bailey Whitworth is a charity event organizer and a woman exploring her sexuality. Kevin Welling and Gray McDermitt are firefighters and best friends who share everything. Bailey always knew her sexual appetites were "different", but she had no idea that she could fall in love with two men at once. What will she do when she has to choose between them? Or will she have to choose at all?

When Nadia Dixon walked into the offices of CJ Investigations, the last thing she expected to find were men who looked more like GQ models than bodyguards. It was desperation that brought her to their door however and she prayed that the two sex gods were more than just pretty faces.
Caleb and Jonas had started their security firm together after leaving the Secret Service. They had the lethal skill and training to safeguard anyone, including the gorgeous erotic author. Considering her stunning beauty, alluring sensuality and decadent profession, the only wonder was that she had drawn out just one obsessed fan. After hearing Nadia's story and seeing for themselves the threat that she was under, they knew they could keep her safe from any stalker.
Their only worry...who was going to keep her safe from them?

*One Starry Night*

Olivia Cunning kicks us off with the High School Reunion of Sinners roadie Jake, he’s happy to have a night of fun with his high school girlfriend Michelle but Michelle is only there to make amends for being a bitch to the high school nerd, shooting him down publicly all those years ago has played heavily on her mind! What she’s not prepared for is that said high school nerd is now all grown up & HOT & also that Jake can make her go weak at the knees with just one glance, who will she choose? What if she doesn’t have to choose? Hot, steamy & panty melting stuff!!

*Boots Optional*

Nicole Edwards sets up for a brand new series - Dead Heat Ranch - that will follow the antics of sisters. Grace has been on Grant & Lanes hit list for quite some time and she’s managed to keep them at bay, she wants no part in their games but Grant & Lane aren’t playing a game, the want Grace & they get her, they get her well & good. I’d know a Nicole Edwards book without a cover, simmering Alpha’s, the hottest menage out there & page burning sex, Ms. Edwards does it again, cannot wait for the release of this series!

*Shameless*

Cherrie Lynn teases us with the ultimate rule breaker ~ though shall not screw my best friends little sister ~ but what if she wants to be screwed? Meredith has wanted Cameron, her brothers best friend for as long as she can remember, but he definitely doesn’t want her, she’s completely in the no go zone! Then whilst on a beach holiday Meredith hears Cameron whoring it up & knows that Cameron will live up to all of her expectations…………she just has to persuade him to get on the same page! A sweeter read, but no less hot from Ms Lynn.

*Playing With Fire*

Kristen Proby brings us every womans fantasy ~ firemen (ok, maybe it’s just my fantasy). After working up a sweat to raise money for Charity, Kevin & Gray should be exhausted but Charity Event organiser Bailey agrees to go home with them from the after party. We met Bailey in Tied With Me, she was Nics best friend! Bailey has to decide if one night of mind blowing menage sex can develop into something more longstanding & can she really be in love with two men? Little does she know that Kevin & Gray have no intention of letting her go, their minds are made up & Bailey is going nowhere! Ms Proby surprised me with this novella, yes she writes mind blowing sex but menage is new from her & she definitely hit a home run with this trio, hot, hot, HOT!

*Guarding Nadia*

Lainey Reese isn’t a new author to me & I’ve liked her previous work but OMG, she blew me away with this little beauty, my fave of all five stories. Nadia is an author who’s being stalked by a crazed fan, enter Caleb & Jonas highly skilled ex secret service who she hires to protect her, what she doesn’t know is that they’re also established Doms, as a writer of BDSM Nadia is about to get her research first hand. The sex in this story is seriously off the charts & the car scene on the drive to the mountains is stored up for future use ;) they go to great lengths to protect Nadia, solve the mystery of the stalker & make her theirs, this story is hot, passionate, thrilling & sweet all rolled into one!

To sum up, this anthology is what it is, original new stories, designed to set your pulse racing & your panties melting & it definitely does what it says on the tin ~ so for that alone:

5 Books Knocked Off!

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Olivia Cunning

Combining her love for romantic fiction and rock 'n roll, USA Today Best-Selling Author Olivia Cunning writes erotic romance centered around rock musicians.
Raised on hard rock music from the cradle, she attended her first Styx concert at age six and fell instantly in love with live music. She's been known to travel over a thousand miles just to see a favorite band in concert. As a teen, she discovered her second love, romantic fiction -- first, voraciously reading steamy romance novels and then penning her own.
Olivia's first book in her Sinner's Tour Series, Backstage Pass, was published in 2010 by Sourcebooks. Book two in the series, Rock Hard, was published in 2011 and the third book, Double Time just released November 2012. The last two books in the series were released in 2013. Aside from the Sinners Tour that launched her career, Olivia has been hard at work on a few other series and stand alones . . . of course with the music turned up.

Nicole lives in Texas with her husband, three kids and four dogs. It's quite the household and most of the time you'll find her locked away in her office - dubbed the writing cave. When she's not there, you'll probably find her reading or hanging out with the dogs and kids, doing her best to keep them in line. And no, for the record, it doesn't usually work.

Cherrie Lynn has been a CPS caseworker and a juvenile probation officer, but now that she has come to her senses, she writes contemporary and paranormal romance on the steamy side. It's *much* more fun. She's also an unabashed rock music enthusiast, and loves letting her passion for romance and metal collide on the page.
When she's not writing, you can find her reading, listening to music or playing with her favorite gadget of the moment. She's also fond of hitting the road with her husband to catch their favorite bands live.
Cherrie lives in East Texas with said husband and their two kids, all of whom are the source of much merriment, mischief and mayhem. You can visit her athttp://www.cherrielynn.com or at the various social networking sites. She loves hearing from readers!

KRISTEN PROBY is the USA Today bestselling author of the popular With Me in Seattle series. She has a passion for a good love story and strong characters who love humor and have a strong sense of loyalty and family. Her men are the alpha type—fiercely protective and a bit bossy—and her ladies are fun, strong, and not afraid to stand up for themselves. Kristen spends her days with her muse in the Pacific Northwest. She enjoys coffee, chocolate, and sunshine. And naps. Visit her at KristenProby.com.

Lainey lives in lovely Lake Stevens, Washington. She is the author of the sizzling New York series, including the USA Today best seller Innocence Defied. Lainey's first novel, A Table for Three, was nominated for best debut novel of 2010 by the Romance Review and the fun hasn't stopped since the minute that book hit the shelves. Most days when Lainey isn't tucked in front of her computer she can be found out exploring the beautiful Pacific North West with her daughter and their two beloved pups. For more on Lainey and the books available, you can visit her website at www.laineyreese.com